This is a song about "My kid"

I'm a sick kid, i'll hit quick, swing with my big dick

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Yo im one kid but my problems are various,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

// [but the kid is not my son]

But girl you got me open

I was a sick kid, seroquel my prescription.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Look b**** don't speak on my kid again,

Vijay singh and all of them

Listen kid,you need to check this,my flows intrinsic

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

// [but the kid is not my son]

We have nothing in common

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

After my life force depletes kid ill haunt your dreams bitch,